Life In The So-Called Space Age (Song From Hubbert's Peak) by Tom Goss
The truth will melt away your masks
and leave you trembling in a naked puddle
of your exposed humanity. – Fortune Cookie
1.
So your neighborhood's torn
more babies to be born
with the noose of a dying ecosystem
twisting 'em in the wind.
So every SUV consumewhore
that rides her petro-high to the store
well she supports more than one war
from the sticky sands of Arabia
where time's hourglass measures seconds
with the drip drop of crude oil and blood
to the technobrutality
of the factory farm
where we feed the fat zombies
with the corpses of diminishing returns
where we hide the 5 billion slit throats
and spilling blood n' guts
in a fantasy-land named dinner
where sludging arteries
stripe the sky red
with candy-cane contrails
of sentient suffering
like out of sight means no harm
like out of sight means no harm
well listen up motherfucker
the heart attack is when they fight back
digestive tract of an herbivore
appetite of a singularity
digestive tract of an herbivore
appetite of a singularity
2.
as the population curve begins its slide
no graph of lies can hide
peaking non-renewables
aquifers drying
deserts spreading
coral reefs dying
10,000 times the average
species extinction rate
just what the hell
are we gonna do?
10,000 times the average
species extinction rate
how we gonna powerdown this human zoo?
well it seems
there's only one thing left to do:
get the fuck outta Dodge!
get the fuck outta Dodge!
like out of sight means no harm
like out of sight means no harm
listen up motherfuckers
the heart attack is when they fight back
the heart attack is when they fight back!
digestive tract of an herbivore
appetite of a singularity
3.
have no fear
the end of cheap oil
is here
no more assembly lines of carnage
to feed the overfed
smell the spring air
the rust of war machines
stirs in the wind like a premonition
of a permaculture epiphany
green plants growing over busted tank treads
that's how we're gonna powerdown this human zoo
yet
as the population curve begins its slide
it still feels like
there's only one thing left to do:
get the fuck outta Dodge!
get the fuck outta Dodge!
04/16/2010 Posted on 04/16/2010 Copyright © 2024 Tom Goss
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